Forever still,
Frozen in time.
In black and white,
To keep those memories fresh and alive.

I don't care,
I don't give a ****.
So please leave me alone,
Cos I don't wanna know.

I'm a piece of glass,
You may call me a window.
I reflect the sun and propel the wind,
I let you see through me.
But why does everyone want to break me?

Wherever you go I follow,
I'm always right beside you.
So don't worry about tomorrow,
You go first, I'm right behind you.

I am a being that can take any form,
Like that old tree frog.
Or that bright neon cat,
An ancient forgotten mat.
A striped zebra,
A spitting llama.
A singing river,
A long lost lover.
A hopeful journey,
A popular story.
The bright yellow sun,
To the mystifying moon.
A stinging rose thorn,*
*From all of these a story is born.

The mist creeps up on you,
Like a long forgotten grudge.
And hey **,
It'll bite you like a savage foe.

You can't see through its face,
It's body blocks your smell.
When will you escape?
Only time will tell.

Set me on fire,
Like the burning sun.
My tail will give you hope,
As I become a shooting star.